The Other End of Sunset

Friday, May 07, 2010

Images, a song, and a scar

Came in close, I heard a voiceStanding stretching every nerveHad to listen had no choiceI did not believe the informationI just had to trust imagination

-- Peter Gabriel

Hello, OtherEnders.

I was cleaning up a couple of old computers lying around my house. A couple of them were Jeanne's machines, from various times -- an old Mac she used to play games and a Windows machine she used for work and other miscellaneous stuff.

I found a few pictures of her. Since I don't have very many, I'm pretty happy to have a few more. But I'm also pretty sad.

Thought you might like to see them...

It's clearly impossible to take a good picture of yourself. I look awful -- what is that stupid facial hair thing? She's smiling her fake smile -- probably saying "oh shut up and smile" to me -- and she's wearing my sunglasses. I don't recognize where this photo was taken... I wonder what we were doing.

Jeanne loved to laugh. You can see that in this picture, of her with two of her team members at Schwab -- she's laughing almost hysterically. That's the JR I try to remember.

Don't be fooled by the radio,the TV, or the magazines.They show you photographsof how your life should be.They're just someone else'sfantasy.--Styx

About

About Me

I'm a technology type. I have pointy hair. No, I am not the pointy-haired boss.
I work in Hollywood, like Indian food, and am taller than I sound.
I am partial to very brightly colored clothing, and think that there's always room for Jello(tm).
I care a lot about politics. You might think you know my politics based on my favorite books, and you might be wrong.
I grew up in a small town in Arkansas, went to college in Oklahoma, and graduate school at Princeton. Yes, I have a funny accent.
My book (Getting Organized in the Google Era) is on sale, as of March, 2010.